Natalie's P.O.V. I had never been more in awe of my mate than I was at that moment. I had been ready to take on the world. The need to draw blood was primal, and while I was nervous about my first kill, I was also being spurred forward by my need to protect my mate and my newfound family. I had no
I raced forward, following after Killian, not wanting to be separated, but he was a good way ahead. He was closer to his smirking mother than he was to me, and that did not sit well with me. He was strong, but he had struggled with the idea of her death for years. Plus, with Lillian's newfound powe
Killian's P.O.V. My world stopped spinning momentarily as I felt her body collapse on top of mine, shielding me from the inevitable blow that would end my life. I expected it to be cold and dark as I entered the veil, but there was a sudden heat instead. I opened my eyes and watched a large blue f
As I dropped my arm, Charlie reached up and touched Natalie's, who was staring blankly out at the field of corpses. "Hey, that was incredible! I had no idea you could do something like that." Charlie stated, but Natalie seemed stunned. "I didn't know I could." Natalie looked back to my chest, drop
Natalie's P.O.V. I could hear Her melodic voice on repeat, telling me to let go. She wanted me to lose control, control I had tried so hard to maintain. But she had been right. I had lost control. I had let my emotions rule my magic, and now thousands were dead. It didn't bother me that they were.
I was just impatient for my mother to return home. With her here, I would get answers about my father, we could continue our training, and she could tell me about the voice. I never wanted to lose control again, even if it had worked out in our favor this time. What if the next time it didn't? I a
Killian's P.O.V. Natalie stood in the hallway that led to my office, staring at the glass mural for over an hour before George alerted me. I knew Tobias never would have told me. He had an extreme loyalty to Natalie that I was impressed with, but I wanted to know things like this. How would I kno
Natalie's P.O.V Joselin looked right over me. Her face looked gaunt, and what little color she had to her skin had faded. I had wanted to speak with her to see if she was okay, but she hadn't been around lately. Since we came home, this was the first time I had seen her outside of my visit to the